*Record scratches as a ninja wearing dark green robotic armour walks on screen*

A / N

Hello there my fellow readers, my name is Superdude117 or S-117 if you get the reference (hint it's from Halo) and if you would like to know more about me then you can check out my profile. Now just to let you all know Pathfinder z0mbi3sh0t has given me permission to take over his story as I was sad to hear he no longer had the fire for this amazing story but fear not for I have the fire of a thousand suns. With that I fire I vow to at least get this story to a hundred chapters. Now as far as posting chapters goes it will probably be at the latest at least a new chapter a month but the usual will be a chapter a week. Now after I finish posting all the old chapters with some of my own edits and adding some new stuff in it will probably be the same timeline for posting chapters as beforehand. Now on with the show.

Oh yah, italics means 4th wall break which are from my narrator character.

*Record unscratches

11:00 a.m. Thursday May 9th 2019 Toronto, Canada, Earth

John: "Go clean my fucking clothes you bitch!"

I hear my step-dad John yell at my mother. I groan as that is the thing to wake me up in another day in hell, I look over to my alarm clock and see it's only 10 a.m.

Mom: "Go clean your own fucking clothes your lazy piece of shit I'm watching a movie."

Thanks mom I think to myself. I can now hear my step-dad coming up to take out his frustrations on me. I quickly get out of bed to meet him outside of my room because I don't want him seeing that I have an Xbox One and a lot of games for it. The reason for this is because if he saw them, he would take my stuff and sell it for drugs or things I rather not think or quite frankly want to know about.

As soon as I close the door, I hear him start coming up the stairs that lead to my room. Without so much as saying my nickname 'little shit' he gives me a drunken left hook to the face. Now I'm no stranger to beatings from him but this seemed to have more anger behind it than usual, so Mom must have done something really awful. The force of the blow made me stumble backwards forcing me to push back on the wall to keep myself upright.

Before I can even push myself up from the wall, I feel a knee hit my gut doubling me over while knocking all the air out of my lungs.

I fall to the ground clutching my chest trying to gather my breath back.

John: "Get up you little shit...I said get up!"

I feel him pull me up by my arm. When I'm up he grabs me by my hair to hold my head still. I know what's coming next. Just as I expected I feel his fist connect with my face over and over and over again not even stopping for a breather. Finally, after who knows how long he stops and I see that his knuckles are bloody. I have no idea if it's mine which in all likelihood it is or if it's his.

John: "I think you've had enough for now you little shit."

With that throws me on the ground and leaves. I get up off the ground and go to the bathroom to check out the damage that he did to my face. When I get in there, I look in the mirror and I notice instantly that my t-shirt has bloodied spots around the collar. Then I look at my face to see my right eyebrow is cut and bleeding really bad. Along with that I have a busted lip, a black eye, and a bloody nose. Just great I think to myself, just fucking great. I look in the cabinet next to the mirror for some medical supplies but I sadly don't see anything.

"Shit," I say out loud as I slam the cabinet shut.

I realize that the only way to get some supplies is to go over to Lucas's house. His mother, thank god, is a nurse so they always have some supplies or something and his father works as a lawyer so they live pretty well for themselves to be honest. I don't even bother cleaning up the mess that John made. I make my way into my room to change out of my bloody t-shirt. When I take it off to see if I have blood on my skin which I don't, but then I start to look at the scars' that are on my chest, they are not big but they are noticeable thanks to John's many stupid rings.

After changing into clothes that don't have blood on them, I walk down stairs to go to the door. On the way down I notice the smell of weed and not just a little bit a lot but a whole ton. I walk into the living room and see that mom and John are sitting there smoking like there's no tomorrow.

"What the fuck happened to your face?" she says while laughing.

John: "Yeah what did happen to your face?"

I simply ignore them and walk to the door.

"Hey your mom and me ask you what happened to your face. You better answer us you little shit!" I hear John yell at me

I still ignore him and walk out and head to Lucas's house. I just realized that I never introduced main character yet. His name is Samuel or Sam for short and the last name doesn't matter. He's 18 with brown hair and white skin, dark brown eyes, and he's 6'0. His favourite game by far is Mortal Kombat X, one of the reasons why is because he gets to play somebody that kicks ass and gives him ability to leave this god forsaken earth and the people who 'care' for him with it.

He used to respect and love his mom until she met John and since then his life has been a living hell for about 7 years now. Before there was John, Mom was nice and loving and caring. After John she just stopped being a mother who cared about her son in the slightest. But enough about her. He's a straight A student and he plays volleyball and he's the best server around. With him playing volleyball he's able to keep in great shape but not super jacked, but more of a swimmer's body.

He's also a senior so that's a bonus because he has scholarships coming at him left and right so he can leave this hell hole that he has to call a home.

I arrive at Lucas's house after about 10 minutes of walking. I see that his parents are home. I go up to the door and knock on it only it to open for me before I even get one knock in. I see the person who opened it was not Lucas, but his mother and father. Lucas's mother is a sweet caring and gentle person just don't piss her off. She's is 48 with sandy blonde hair while standing around 5'7.

While Lucas's dad on the other hand is 6'7, 50 and built like a linebacker with light brown hair. But don't let his appearance fool you cause he's a gentle giant. Lucas is 6'2 with light brown hair, built like a linebacker he's the other server with me, just he's not as accurate which is why I'm on the starting lineup. We also both have plans to go the same college. Great I think to myself. Even though they know that I'm living in that shithole they still don't like it one bit.

"Oh my god Sam what happened to you?" she said while pulling me into the house before the neighbours could see me.

Me: "Oh, you know my mom was just pissing off John making him take his anger out on me."

She gave me a stern look.

"Sorry," I say to apologize.

She tells her husband to keep an eye on me while she goes and gets the alcohol which is just loads of fun. Lucas comes down to see what's going on and as soon as he sees me he comes over to check on me.

Lucas: "Dude are you ok you look like shit?"

Me: "Yeah I'm fine just a normal Saturday at my house. I would have come over if I wasn't having the daylights kicked out of me."

We all sit there in silence for a few moments waiting for Kim (Lucas's mom) to come back. When she comes back, I can see that she has a bottle alcohol and a rag.

Kim: "Now this may sting a little."

I point to my cut on my eyebrow.

Me: "This stings a little."

She opens the bottle and puts the rag on top of it and tips it upside down to get some of it on the rag. After quickly tipping it she removed the rag and put it on my eyebrow. I flinch away and gasp as soon as it touched it.

"Sorry," she said.

"It's fine," I reply.

She puts the rag back on my brow this time I don't flinch when it touches.

"Why don't you leave you house and come live with us?" Matt asks me (Lucas's dad).

Me: "I would but John knows where you live and Lucas right here is really my only friend that I hang out with besides the team."

After a moment of silence Kim speaks up.

Kim: "Well Sam the offer still stands if you change your mind."

We all sit in silence after Kim says that.

"Also, Sam maybe try and fight back ok," she said while walking me to the door.

Me: "I'll keep that in mind Kim."

With that I left to go home. When I get back inside my house, I notice that John and Mom aren't in the living room. I don't mind it at all since it's less of me having to see them. I walk up the stairs to my room and notice the door is open, I never leave my door open so I quickly get in my room. When I got into my room, I notice that my Xbox, TV., games, controllers are all gone and I know what happened to them. In a fit of rage, I burst into John and Mom's room waking both of them up in the process.

"What the fuck do you think you are doing you little shit!" John yells at me.

"Where the fuck is my shit!" I yell at him.

John: "You mean the stuff you had in your room. I sold it for some money."

I was seeing red at that point from all the anger building up.

"You did what!" I said walking towards him because this was the final straw.

John: "I said-."

He didn't get finish his sentence because I hit him in face. I didn't stop there as I grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and just started wailing on him over and over again while my mom was telling me to stop but it felt good to finally hit back. As I was punching him, I heard a sickening crack, which made me stop.

"I think you broke my nose you little shit," he said while grabbing his nose.

"Why should I care," I said before I gave him one final punch to knocking him out cold.

"What the fuck did you just do!" I heard my mom yell at me.

I turned towards her not evening answering her, I just knocked her out in one punch. After I arrive at Lucas's house with all of my good clothes, they help me get unpacked. They then take me out to get some new clothes and a new haircut. It's only 2:30 p.m. when we get back to the house and unload all of my new clothes. Kim and Matt announce that they are going to go take a nap so me and Lucas decided to play some MKX.

We go up to his room to warm up his Xbox.

Lucas: "Hey dude you hungry, we can order some pizza."

As soon as I heard pizza my stomach growled.

Lucas: "I'll take that as a yes then what do you want on it?"

"Pepperoni, and sausage," I answer immediately

Lucas: "Ok I'll order 2 large pepperoni and sausage and some Ice Tea."

I give him the thumbs up and he leaves to make the call. While he was gone, I put in the game and get to multiplayer and select the local player mode. I pick our favourite characters. His favourite is the gunslinger Erron Black and mine is the blind but possessed Kenshi. After I get everything set up, I take my seat in my usual place which is his extra white and black gaming chair. We've been playing for around 4 hours when I beat him in a humiliating fashion with Kenshi. As I'm using my favourite fatality on him, Tele-Copter he starts to say something.

"I had you man I had you dude, you know I did," Lucas says.

I chuckle at his disbelief as I say "Right key word there is 'had', you can't forget that."

He throws one of the pillows from his bed at me. I quickly catch it and throw it to the side. Then I turn around and I see and feel him tackle me to the floor of his bedroom. He may be a volleyball player but he sure as hell tackles like a professional football player.

"Ok let's see if you can beat me in real life," Lucas says in an angry voice.

After he says this, he decides to put me in a leghold, to which I twisted to the side to get out of. Before he could even react to what I just did I mount him and hold a fist 2 inches from his head stopping my fist from breaking his nose.

"Redo?" he said with a nervous chuckle.

"Not likely." I say back while laughing.

He tries to escape my pin while I'm holding down his fists and sitting on his legs by rolling to the side, back and forth. Unfortunately, I continue to hold his weight down by countering his roll to each side by going in the opposite direction of his roll every time he tries to escape. I keep him pinned for about 5 mins before he sighs in defeat.

"What's all that racket down there?" we here Matt ask.

We scramble to are feet and sit on the couch and turn on the T.V. before he comes down stairs.

Me: "Oh, uh it was nothing Lucas here just tripped and fell over something on the ground."

I said this quickly without thinking. I see Lucas turn to me and mouth 'really dude I'm not that stupid'.

"Lucas you need to be more careful ok" Matt said as he was walking up the stairs.

"I'll be more careful next I promise Dad," he said with an eye roll.

Pretty soon it was 10:00 p.m. It was at that point me and Lucas got ready for bed and I went for a shower. Before I took my shower, I looked at myself in the mirror looking at my many unattractive scars, the major ones that are noticeable ones being older. The worst one happened when I was 11. John and mom came home from a night of drinking. As John he wondered what would happen if you whip a kid a few dozen times with a leather belt.

As it was happening, I felt every single skin tear as it happened. I begged and begged for him to stop but it fell on deaf ears as he continued tear my skin with his belt. I could feel more and more hot tears run down my cheeks as each whip tore my skin open leaving a gash in its place. As the result most of my back and some of my chest are covered in scars from his belt. All this happened while my mom just sat there and laughed as it happened.

As I was taking my shower, I wondered maybe I could really move here and live a nice happy life from now on. Maybe my life could actually change for the better. After I finished my nice hot shower Kim decided to show me to my room for the night. She was going to the door but I decided to stop her and give her a hug.

"Thank you," was all I said in a whisper voice.

She returned the hug and said "You're welcome Sam. Now go to bed and get some sleep honey, okay."

I just smiled back at her as she left me to fall asleep in my room. I felt a warm feeling blooming inside my body. It felt like hope. I finally had hope that I could have a better future than the one I had right now. Maybe I could finally be…..happy for once. To be honest I couldn't remember the last time I felt really happy when I was with my own flesh and blood. I now realized that over the past few years it felt more and more like Lucas's family was my real family.

A family who finally cared about how I was. A family who laughed with me not at me. A family would have and would continue to make me feel like they actually loved me. A family, that made me feel like I was apart of something. Maybe things were finally going my way for once I thought as I fell asleep. I had no idea how wrong I was.

May 10th 7:00 a.m.

When the morning came around my alarm went off to wake me up. Have you ever had that feeling like something really bad is going to happen because I had just gotten that feeling when I woke up? I shook it off thinking it was probably just my leftover sense of emotionlessness from all the years of abuse. Once I shook the feeling off, I walked over to my closet and picked out my clothes which was a green t-shirt, a grey sweatshirt, and some navy sweatpants.

After I got dressed, I went to go see if I could find something to eat before me and Lucas had to leave for school. I walked down stairs and I saw Lucas already down there eating a bowl of cereal which looked like Lucky Charms.

"Hey Sam sleep good?" he asked me.

Me: "Slept like a baby. You?"

He just shrugged, "Could have been better."

I grabbed a granola bar and start eating that, deciding that would be my breakfast for the day, I guess. Lucas and I just sat there in silence while he was just eating his cereal with me just eating my granola bar. Lucas broke the silence.

"Hey we should get going come on," he said as he got up from his chair.

I grab another granola bar and then follow him to the door and head to his car. His car was a black Jeep with decals of flames on sides because they were apparently 'chick magnets'. We arrive at school 15 minutes later and head into the cafeteria and sit with the rest of the volleyball team. When the bell rings we all head to our different classes, but since me and Lucas have the same first period class, we could still talk a little bit before class actually starts.

We decide to start talking about the most obvious thing we could talk about to be honest, that being Mortal Kombat. We talked about which one was our favourite game in the series. My favourite one was probably Mortal Kombat X, which me and Lucas both agreed upon. What Lucas didn't was why it was my favourite of the series. It was my favourite because of one singular character. That character was Cassie Cage.

She was a badass girl with superpowers, so she was not that different from most of the girls in the game series. She was the daughter of Sonya Blade and Johnny Cage and was my age and had inherited her superpowers from her dad. What made her different or more likeable to me was that she also had a tough childhood with her parents, but she eventually became an awesome and amazing badass who took up her father's legacy of kicking Shinnok's ass. In short, she was relatable.

But don't let Lucas know that alright guys. Because if he did, he would never ever let it down with Sam that MKX was his favourite game of the series because of someone who's not even a real person especially a girl.

When lunch came around, I start to get that terrible feeling again, but this time a hell of a lot stronger. Me and Lucas and most of the team have the same lunch times so we all sat around at the same table talking about life and such. Then I felt it, a terrible sense of complete and utter dread. I could feel someone coming up behind me and from the look of Lucas's face and the sudden strong smell of alcohol I knew who it was immediately.

"Hey there you litt- I mean son, how you doing?" John asked me, obviously in pain from not calling me a little shit.

I get up and turn to face him. I saw that he still had a banged-up nose from when I had broken it.

Me: "Better than you currently are; Especially since I gave you a broken nose and everything."

I can see the anger flash in his eyes but the way his body is speaking he is trying his hardest to hide it from erupting in public.

"Is that how you talk to your old man," he said with a fake chuckle.

John: "Come here and give me a hug."

He starts walking closer to me to give me a hug. I push him away.

"Old man? When have you ever been my old man? If anything, you have been an absolute asshole to me." I said while raising my voice, vile hate in my mouth.

John: "What are you talking about son?"

Really? This fucking asshole, can you actually believe him. I think it's time Sam gives him an earful: don't you guys agree?

"What am I talking about?" I said in disbelief, preparing my verbal attack.

Me: "I'm talking about all those times where you and my mother who's never really been a mother to me, beat me hours on end, when you would steal and sell my shit for extra dope money, and your personal favourite whipping me with your belt a couple dozen of times whenever you fucking felt like it!"

I was full on yelling at him at this point and now and I had the attention of everyone in the cafeteria which is just the way I wanted it.

John: "Really what proof do you have against me then?!"

Me: "I'm actually really fucking glad you asked me you fucking shit stain!"

I took off my shirt so everybody could look upon all the scars that I had on my body.

Me: "You want proof, you doped up cunt. Well here's all the proof you'll ever fricking need from me you fucking horrible person."

I got up on the table so everybody could see what he did, all the terrible things he had done to me over the years after he married my mom.

Me: "Right here on my chest."

Me: "And on my back as well you fucking dick!"

I heard a large gasp erupt from everybody in the room. I looked down to see the look of hate in my team's eyes. For a moment I thought the hate was being directed at me for causing attention to be drawn to our team as we actually didn't like all the extra attention given to us because we were one of the school's best sports teams. We just played because we liked volleyball and bonded over that love of volleyball. Then I realized that the looks of fury at my step dad.

"You son of a bitch I'm going to kill you, you little shit," He said while lunging at me.

Luckily my team of brothers were there to stop him from going any further and pushed him back so that he couldn't do anything. My father decided to turn around to leave. I got down off the table and put my shirt back over my head. I was about to put my hoodie back on when I heard someone from my team yell 'EVERYONE DOWN HE'S GOT A GUN!'. I turned around just in time to see John fire off 3 shots at me all hitting their mark. The mark was my chest.

That was all he got off before one of my teammates tackled him to the ground pinning him. Time seem to slow down; I slowly looked down at my chest to see my green shirt covered in a dark red liquid.

"SAM!" I hear Lucas's muffled voice call out to me.

I started to feel my whole body go numb as I fell to the floor; I looked to my right and I see John being held on the ground while being punched repeatedly. My vision was starting to get blurry. Then I saw a man in white robes accompanied by a straw hat staring at me. I wonder who it could be guys. Then he disappeared in a flash of blue. Something drew my attention to the ground: the growing pool of liquid underneath me.

I quickly realized that it was my blood coming out of me rather quickly. I begin to feel pressure equivalent to a bear being put on my chest and it hurt like hell. I look down to see what it was. It was Lucas, he had my hoodie in his hands putting pressure on it to keep it from bleeding. I used all the strength I had inside my body to move my left hand to stop him from doing anything more. He began to cry as we both realized that there was nothing either of us could do to stop my death.

Lucas saw what I was doing with a look of hurt, pain, sadness, and confusion. He was losing his best friend and I was leaving mine forever. His eyes met mine and he saw what I was talking about after he looked down again at where my blood was coming from. He just stopped and sat on my left side, hugging his knees to his chest, sobbing.

"Don't worry about me okay Lucas. You'll be fine without me in your life alright cause you have your parents. But if it makes you feel any better, I'll make sure that I save you a seat inside of heaven alright. We'll both be absolutely fine and there's nothing to worry about, so just stop worrying okay Lucas," I said with a shaky weak voice.

I saw him look up and laugh with tear filled eyes when he said, "Alright I'll stop worrying if you promise me a seat."

I let out a laugh with him and I didn't care that it hurt it just felt good to see him smile. As I let out my final breath, I was thankful for that I could have friend like Lucas who was always there for me, all the way up right up till now. Little did I know that my final breath was actually the beginning of a new one. And this new life was about to get a whole lot more interesting.

A / N

Alright people that's a wrap on the very first chapter of the revised story Mortal. Apologies for taking so long to get the chapter done and for it not containing anything really new from Pathfinder's version. Just didn't feel like anything needed to be added to this chapter just changed. So, I hope you guys liked the chapter. Any constructive criticism is welcome to me as I'm a new fanfiction writer so I don't know everything. Also, maybe if some of you guys want to help with editing like a Beta Reader or something just message me and we'll talk about it.

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Later.